“Out of every hundred people, those who always know better: fifty-two.”

At the very beginning of my creative life I loved humanity. I wanted to do something good for mankind. Soon I understood that it isn’t possible to save mankind.

You can find the entire cosmos lurking in its least remarkable objects.

I’m fighting against the bad poet who is prone to using too many words.

Secret codes resound. Doubts and intentions come to light.

Any knowledge that doesn’t lead to new questions quickly dies out: it fails to maintain the temperature required for sustaining life.

God was finally going to believe in a man both good and strong, but good and strong are still two different men.

My choices are rejections, since there is no other way, but what I reject is more numerous, denser, more demanding than before. A little poem, a sigh, at the cost of indescribable losses.

Existentialists are monumentally and monotonously serious; they don’t like to joke.

Nothing can ever happen twice. In consequence, the sorry fact is that we arrive here improvised and leave without the chance to practice.

I’m one-time-only to the marrow of my bones.

Even boredom should be described with gusto. How many things are happening on a day when nothing happens?

They say the first sentence in any speech is always the hardest. Well, that one’s behind me, anyway.

Nothing’s a gift, it’s all on loan.

I am who I am. A coincidence no less unthinkable than any other.

The joy of writing. The power of preserving. Revenge of a mortal hand.

Life lasts but a few scratches of the claw in the sand.

I have heard a lot about love but I’m still learning to spell it, a bit by bit every day by getting, to know you better. -The Loving.

Learning to save some love for yourself has to start somewhere. What better time than now?

Don’t surround yourself with people who run away from growth. Don’t limit yourself knowing you can evolve, do better and be better. Because you deserve better.

Just improve yourself; that is the only thing you can do to better the world.

I am a makeup artist; I make up the world to look better to me.

At times, I need to let go of all mistakes I made and believe that could a better person than before. -That belief is the courage I need.

It marks a big step in your development when you come to realize that other people can help you do a better job than you could do alone.

Our only consolation, as we feel our strength failing us, is to feel that we may help those who come after us to do more and to do better than ourselves.